The terrifying power rolled, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be spinning with it, and Shen Fan and Xiao Yan were the center of the rotation.

Shen Fan's red eyes swept, his whole body was scarred, and his body was in tatters, but his spirit and spirit had condensed to an astonishing level.

One terrifying attack after another roared in, reflecting his red pupils, and the aura on his body actually soared again, climbing upwards and reaching into the sky.

"Buzz ......"

There was a low buzzing sound in his scarred body, as if a mysterious force was sealing inside him and was about to break the seal.

"You're all going to die!" Shen Fan spoke, his voice was flat, but in his body, there was a sudden force, which rushed out like a flood beast, and instantly spread throughout his body.

"This ......" In the midst of the blood qi, a series of suspicious voices sounded instantly.

The aura on Shen Fan's body seemed to have jumped to another level in an instant.

"Whew!"

He swept out with a sword, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be cut through by his sword, and a crack several zhang wide appeared between the sky and the earth.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

Wherever the rift passed, all the strongest warriors who touched it broke off one after another, and with just one move, there were at least eighty percent fewer than a hundred warriors.

The few clusters of blood qi that surged up, seeing such a sword, flew backwards at a faster speed than it could be pounced.

"Bang!"

But the speed at which that crack spread was too fast, and the mass of blood and qi couldn't be avoided at all, and they were swept away one after another.

"Ah......h

"How can this be ......"

Screams of horror came out of those blood qi in an instant.

"Ding!"

Shen Fan's body shook slightly, the long sword was on the ground, and only then did he stabilize his figure, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and a drop of dry and thick blood dripped from his mouth.

"He can't hold it anymore!" After those terrified silver-winged aliens saw Shen Fan's appearance, they couldn't help but show a hint of ecstasy in their eyes.

With that kind of sword, it seemed that Shen Fan's last bit of potential had been overdrawn, and the aura on his body quickly fell, and he became languishing in an instant.

Six groups of blood qi squirmed a few feet in front of them, and the blood-red figures with silver wings on their backs instantly condensed out, but at this time, their breath also revealed a trace of weakness.

The sword didn't kill them, but it did inflict a lot of injuries.

"Kill him!"

The silver wings behind the six people shook, and with a ball of silver light behind them, they flew towards Shen Fan.

The strongest warriors behind also roared and rushed forward.

In the hands of those silver-winged aliens, the blood-red weapons had already lit up, and one attack after another had locked on Shen Fan's body.

"Give me death!" A silver-winged alien was the first to kill, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Shen Fan's eyebrows with a sneering sound.

But at this moment, Shen Fan raised his head suddenly, the red light in his eyes suddenly burst out, and the sluggish aura in his body suddenly rose.

A look of horror instantly welled up in the eyes of the silver-winged alien, and he instinctively wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

"Whew!"

Another sword slashed out, sweeping away in an instant.

"Bad ......"

"Retreat!"

"He's cheating!"

The silver-winged aliens were furious, and one by one they tried their best to retreat, and at the same time, their bodies quickly began to blur.

But the speed of that sword was too fast, and it came in an instant, and there was no time for them to blur at all.

The sword light swept away, heaven and earth separated, and anyone who touched that crack between heaven and earth was cut in two.

"Ah......h

Before dying, the silver-winged alien let out a terrified scream.

The bodies of those supreme warriors who were like mountains also cracked one after another.

The crack between heaven and earth took a long time to subside, and the air poured into that crack caused the heavens and the earth to shake.

"Poof!"

Shen Fan opened his mouth and spewed, but it was just some blood foam and some dirty abdominal debris.

The long sword hit the ground, Shen Fan's legs were weak, and he fell down suddenly, he barely supported it, and only then did he kneel on one knee, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, which could not be stabilized.

"Yan'er, it seems that I really can't marry you in my life......" The red color in Shen Fan's eyes gradually faded, he turned his head slightly, forgetting to look at Xiao Yan who was lying on his shoulder, and a touch of tenderness finally appeared on his chapped face.

"Whoever said that, I'll marry you now. Xiao Yan's eyelids trembled slightly, and his godless eyes slowly opened.

"However, we didn't get married......," Shen Fan smiled.

"Do you have to worship the church to be considered married?" Xiao Yan stretched out his blood-stained palm and slowly stroked Shen Fan's face.

"It's not right, I'm so wronged by you. Shen Fan said in a trembling voice, it was already difficult to speak, and the light in his eyes began to fade.

"I'll do it if I want......" Xiao Yan stared at him, tears rolling in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice.

As if she was afraid of disturbing Shen Fan, Shen Fan smiled, and his eyes gradually closed.

"If you want to die, it's so easy, if you want to die, you have to die at my hands. A small ball of blood and qi squirmed, and a figure slowly condensed out.

His blood-red face turned faintly pale, his breath was also extremely weak, his feet had just landed, and his body shook slightly.

His eyes swept over the corpses lying on the ground around him, and there was a faint hint of horror in his eyes.

It's just two swords, everyone is dead, and he is only a little bit close......

Thankfully, he survived.

"Hmph!" In Shen Fan's eyes that were about to close, a little light suddenly condensed, and as soon as his body moved, he wanted to get up, but it was just a moment, but he couldn't stand up, and the look in his eyes finally changed a little.

"Yan'er......" There was a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"Let's die together!" Xiao Yan looked at Shen Fan's side face indifferently and smiled slightly.

The silver-winged alien figure swayed forward, slowly walking towards the two of them, his eyes staring at Shen Fan, and there was still a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

A full minute passed before he slowly walked in front of Shen Fan, and the long sword in his hand was slowly raised.

"Die!" he screamed, exerting all his strength, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly.

Shen Fan snorted angrily, his eyes staring directly at the stabbing sword, his hands trembling again and again, but he couldn't raise them.

"Alas, it seems that he is really going to die......" Shen Fan was gloomy in his heart.

"Whew!"

A long sword, exuding a rich sword light, shot like lightning from a hundred zhang away, and when it appeared, it was still a thousand zhang away, but it was only a flash, and it was behind the silver-winged alien.

"Poof!"

The sword body was wrapped in a layer of terrifying energy fluctuations, and the silver-winged alien race was like a thin piece of white paper, which was instantly pierced, and it was simply sharp.

The silver-winged alien looked down at the thick blood hole on the altar on his chest, his expression was stunned, and a thick look of horror appeared in his eyes.

After a terrifying roar, the silver-winged alien frantically urged his avatar ability to heal the terrifying hole that appeared on his body.

If he is completely devoid, he can recover from any wounds on his body. But now, he seems to be unable to do so.

He first took Shen Fan's sword, and after his voiding, there was only a small ball of blood qi left, and at this time, he was seriously injured, and the injury was too serious, which had already affected his void ability.

"Yan'er has been saved...... Shen Fan looked at the bloody hole in the alien chest, his eyes showed a hint of joy, and then his face instantly darkened at an astonishing speed.

After only four or five breaths, a figure stood in front of him, but he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, it just felt familiar, and the aura emanating from the person's body made him feel more at ease.

"It's unshakable!" Shen Fan's eyes slowly closed.

Xiao Yanleng looked at the figure standing in front of him, and there was a faint hint of joy in his eyes, and he turned his head slightly to look at Shen Fan, and instantly became extremely anxious.

"Haochen, please, save Shen Fan......" Xiao Yan looked at the figure standing in front of them and prayed.

Wang Haochen came from more than 30 miles away and finally arrived at this moment.

Needless to say, as soon as he arrived, he fed a healing saint-grade pill into Shen Fan's mouth, and only then did he bow his head and start checking Shen Fan's condition.

Just a momentary look, his brows furrowed.

"How could he be so badly injured?" In his opinion, Shen Fan's body was completely just a tattered shell, the meridians were dirty and the abdomen, and not an inch of it was still intact, if it weren't for Shen Fan's soul consciousness fluctuations, Wang Haochen really couldn't believe how he survived.

"Heavenly Punishment System, is there any way to save Shen Fan?" Wang Haochen asked directly in the Heavenly Punishment System.

He tried it completely as a dead horse as a live horse doctor, after all, the method of curing the poison of Huanshan last time was asked from the heavenly punishment system.

"His soul has transformed, he has almost stepped into the realm of martial saints, his body's recovery ability has been improved, that saint-level pill can ensure that he will not die for two days, within two days, he will rush to the cultivation pool, nourish with blood and qi energy, and have a fifty percent chance of living. In the soul consciousness, the voice of the Heavenly Punishment System sounded plainly and mechanically.

"Fifty percent chance ...... the cultivation pool" Wang Haochen groaned slightly, and then nodded.

Okay, then go to the cultivation pool, he made a decision in an instant, two days is not much, he can't look ahead and look ahead, and the fifty percent chance, with Shen Fan's current situation, is already extremely high.

When Wang Haochen checked the situation in his body, he had already found that the vitality in Shen Fan's body was almost extinct, in the Xuanyuan Continent, no one could do anything about it, and Wang Haochen had no way to treat it.

Now that Wang Haochen fed him the saint-grade pill, he could only barely ensure that he had a wisp of soul consciousness immortal, and he could only support it for two days at most.

But when Wang Haochen looked at Xiao Yan's situation again, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Xiao Yan is only a little stronger than Shen Fan, and the vitality in his body is close to the edge of drying.

He turned over his hand and took out a warm elixir and fed it to Xiao Yan's mouth, and then took out a blood qi fruit, which was directly shattered, turned into a slime slurry and fed to Xiao Yan to drink.

(End of chapter)